Chapter 4 4 We are truly in love! The tonic breaks us apart! ...
"You're so scared by just one sentence..." Tang Ke sat back down, feeling bored. He explained, "I mean, we're on the same page. I'm not really looking for a partner, and you don't really want to either. I guess you'll have to go on a hundred or eighty blind dates in the future. It's too tiring."
"So what you mean?" Fu Yu held his breath, waiting for a definite attitude.
"Let's form an alliance." Tang Ke finally changed his words to avoid scaring him again. After all, he had never been in a relationship before, so it was inevitable that he would not be used to the real thing. "It's not a real marriage. Let's just hold off for a few months and let the elders calm down for a while. If you ever feel like getting married, you can end it early."
Just an alliance? A few months is too little, right? It's here now. Fu Yu had never been so blind and dizzy as he was now, his moods swirling. It was only thanks to his deadpan expression that he didn't reveal himself.
"What do you think?" Tang Ke asked. He brushed back his bangs as he adjusted his glasses, revealing his little mole. She felt that if he could take advantage of the beautiful scenery, he wouldn't have to worry about not finding love.
Fu Yu pondered for a moment, as if seriously considering the feasibility of the plan, and finally gave a positive reply: "Yes."
"Dude, you're not even from Henan. What are you talking about with such a poker face?" Tang Ke muttered. But since he had accepted her proposal, they would be happy partners from now on. He had to shake hands.
"Come on, come on, Mr. Fu, it's a pleasure to work with you. Let me toast you a glass." She raised her fruit tea and started to act.
Fu Yu also picked it up and clinked his cup with hers but didn't drink it again, for fear of causing a second miscarriage. This coffee had embarrassed him and he hadn't settled the score yet.
They then agreed on a common narrative, discussing the plot, plot, and ending points, as well as the extent of the deception. Tang Ke became increasingly convinced that this man, despite his reserved appearance and lack of expression, appeared serious in his actions, but was actually just as abstract as she was. He was one of those people who, with a deadpan expression, spoke startlingly, a touch of melancholy, and the cold rain slapped my face, yet I didn't cry or make a fuss. In short, he was eerie, and the more eerie, the more interested she was.
"Where's your company?" Tang Ke asked. She was already full, so she lazily leaned back in her chair, rubbing her belly to help digest the food. It was a hot summer day, so she was wearing a cropped top that left half of her waist exposed, letting her belly button breathe.
"Far, XX District." The lens reflected her slightly bulging belly. Fu Yu calmly looked away, looked away, looked away... Look at the table. This table is really a table.
"Huh?!" Tang Ke was surprised, "I also work in District XX!"
"I know. You posted a photo on your WeChat Moments," Fu Yu said. He also found out what kind of ancient tea she drank from her WeChat Moments.
Tang Ke narrowed his eyes: "You see, I don't like my circle of friends?"
"..." Fu Yu unlocked his phone and said afterward: "Order now."
Tang Ke shook his head sadly, "Belated affection is worth less than grass."
Fu Yu has always been a lurk in the friend list. He doesn’t often like posts or show up, and his presence is very low. But when he sees a circle of friends that needs likes, he will move his fingers and say, “Who says only those standing in the light are heroes?”
Tang Ke's Moments were only visible for the past month. Fu Yu clicked on as many messages as he could find. His finger speed was quite impressive from playing so much games. As he clicked, he asked, "Why is your WeChat name Tank? Is that a code name? Tank?"
"Because my name is Tang Ke, Tang-Ke-"
Fu Yu paused, looked up at her, then lowered his head and continued to praise, "Just deduct some money."
"Very cultured, isn't it?" Tang Ke curled his lips in disbelief and asked, "Then why are you called Null?"
“For writing code.”
"That's my guess." Tang Ke propped his chin up with both hands, intending to drag him down with the devious practice of homophonic puns. He said, "Actually, your name can also be homophonic. Let me think, Fu Yu, Fu Yu... ForU, hey! ForU! How about it?"
"My grandfather makes the same noise when he calls my name."
"Hahahaha, okay, okay, I'm so smart!" Tang Ke was so intoxicated by the pun that he didn't know what heaven and earth were.
They had a very pleasant chat during the meal. Fu Yu drove over and sent Tang Ke home after the meal. This was the first step in the story.
Dong Ci had just received the news that her daughter was coming home soon, so she pulled open the kitchen blinds and looked down, and sure enough, she saw her getting out of an Audi.
After getting out of the car, she didn't leave immediately. Instead, she leaned on the car window and talked to the person in the driver's seat with a bright smile.
It looked like this blind date was exactly what she wanted, and there was a good chance things would go well. Dong Ci had carefully studied the man's face at home. He was a straight-laced, bespectacled young man with the right amount of weight and body, and he probably had good grades. But he gave the impression of being inflexible, stubborn, and uncommunicative. If he met her daughter, he'd probably blush and not be able to say a word. Of course, there's no scientific evidence to prove that anyone can infer these things based on facial features alone; the above is just Dong Ci's personal speculation.
Tang Ke hummed a tune as she entered the room, changed her shoes, and walked past the living room to greet her mother: "Hi, Teacher Dong, are you free to watch TV today? Have you finished grading the students' homework?"
"Stop." Dong Ci waved his hand. "Come here, I'll correct your homework."
Tang Ke put down his bag, sat next to her, and stole a few washed grapes from the coffee table to eat. "Are you going to ask me about my blind date today? Hehe."
"You are smiling so happily, are you very satisfied with him?" Dong Ci slapped her stealthy hands away and ordered her to wash her hands before eating, as it was so dirty outside and full of bacteria.
"Wouldn't it be better to wrap them in paper? I'll only eat two anyway." However, two begets three, and three begets all things. Tang Ke didn't stop talking the moment he sat down. "Compared to my previous partner, I'm quite satisfied with him. I plan to give it a try with him. We'll be together for two months first. If it works out, we'll get married. If not, we'll talk later."
"Okay, sure. Let's find time for our two families to have a meal together."
"?" Tang Ke, who ate grapes without spitting out the skins, stuck out his tongue when he tasted the bitterness. "I said try it! You immediately wrapped me into a spring roll and sent it to the emperor's bedroom. What for?"
Dong Ci: "You are aiming to get married, not just date. Sooner or later, our two families will have to meet. I have also talked to his mother. It's not just a matter of not saying hello. We must talk face to face to know if it is suitable. If it is suitable, we can help you two if you have any problems in the future."
Okay, here we go again. Pay attention, it’s useless to reason with your mother at this time. She has the trick of “persuading with earnest words”, and you will lose if you take her seriously.
Tang Ke then raised his hand and threw the grape seeds into the trash can in a dignified and elegant manner. He said coldly, "I'll give you five million. Leave my son. Otherwise, the Tang family will go bankrupt."
She raised an eyebrow after the performance, "I really hope her mother can say that to me when she sees me."
"...Can you please be more serious?" Dong Ci was furious. In his heart, he silently postponed the plan of the two families' dinner. The most urgent thing was to suppress his daughter's embarrassing ability. "Can't you be like this in front of him? You are so unremarkable and talk nonsense. Others will think there is something wrong with our upbringing."
"Well, I am not talented enough to win your favor--" Tang Ke sang all the way back to her bedroom.
Tank: "I've got it done/sticks out tongue"
Null: "I...something went wrong"
Tang Ke lay on the bed and replied nervously: "What's wrong? Your mother doesn't agree?"
"We are truly in love! The tonic is tearing us apart!"
"Will your mother give me five million?"
"One million is fine."
"What's going on? Tell me! Say something!"
Fu Yu hadn't replied. He'd always replied instantly, but this time, there had been no response for ages. Was the plan truly over? What was the point of her spending all afternoon chatting? Was she even that energetic? Tang Ke calmed down by chopping the sweet potato.
The truth is, Fu Yu held onto his phone to prevent his mother from taking it away, and tried to persuade her kindly: "I know you're anxious, but don't worry. Give us some space, okay? I just started chatting with her, and you're putting pressure on her."
Fu Yu's mother, Qiu Yanfang, is tall, at 1.7 meters, and his father, 1.8 meters, is also tall, which means her son has never suffered from height disadvantages since he was a child. Seeing that she couldn't get the phone, Qiu Yanfang crossed her arms and began to count down.
"I really can't." Fu Yu's whole body started to tingle reflexively when he heard her count to two. "I'm not lying."
Qiu Yanfang pointed at him with her index finger: "You promise? Didn't they politely refuse you and you misunderstood? You promise?"
"Promise, absolutely."
Qiu Yanfang stared at him for a long moment, then, seeing that his eyes weren't wandering and his nose wasn't itching, she let him go for the moment. Her son knew her best. He let everything flow naturally and did nothing. To put it bluntly, he didn't understand the ways of the world and was too free-spirited. He wouldn't bother using any ingenuity for things he wasn't interested in. This time, he finally had a girl to date. If he continued to be so indifferent, it wouldn't be long before they were all over each other again.
"Are you saying that her workplace is also in District XX?"
"Yeah." Fu Yu had some free time and lowered his head to reply to the message.
Null: "The traitor has been eliminated, and the transaction continues."
"Isn't that perfect? You can pick her up from get off work every day and develop a relationship with her," said Qiu Yanfang.
Fu Yu suddenly looked up, as if he suddenly realized something, but he said nothing.
Qiu Yanfang: "After get off work, we can go out for dinner or a walk together. If someone doesn't come to see you, you're just waiting like an idiot. Who can stand you? Men should take the initiative."
"Mom." Fu Yu suddenly spoke.
"what?"
"You are my God."
"?"
After saying that, Fu Yu walked into the room without looking around, closed the door, and stared blankly for a moment. Then he squatted down and opened the chat box in one go, his fingertips trembling slightly with nervousness as he typed.
Tank: "What happened?"
Fu Yu quoted her messages one by one and replied sentence by sentence.
“She didn’t disagree, she supported it.”
"Not dispersed"
"She didn't believe me and wanted to video chat with you directly, but I stopped her."
Tank: "Luckily you stopped it/sweat"
"My mom is even more exaggerated. As soon as I finished speaking, she wanted the two families to have dinner together. / Horrified"
Fu Yu typed a line of words, and his mother's voice, "Men should take the initiative," echoed in his mind, and then he deleted the line.
I made up my mind and pressed the voice call button.
"Hello?" Tang Ke answered immediately.
"There's one more thing." Fu Yu tried his best to keep his tone casual.
"Well, you say."
"What time do you usually get off work?"
"Nine to six, what's wrong?"
Fu Yu rubbed his palms. He had no experience in this area, and his ear, which was pressed against the phone, was burned red.
"I'll pick you up from get off work."
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